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Despite daily repetition the sun surprises us even if obscured by clouds it accomplishes the universal travel and we too small in our subaltern planetary orbit so glad of heat and eager of light O sol apesar de repetido surpreende-nos todos os dias mesmo oculto pelas nuvens cumpre a viagem universal e nós pequeníssimos em nossa subalterna órbita planetária tão contentes de calor e sedentos de luz by Armando TABORDA, 2014 (post 1st edition, 2014; 2nd edition, 2022)

No land in sight I hear the rain falling on the roof but cause I didn't foresee the overflows plaguing the world my solitude is singing like a canary in a cage waiting for the Deluge /// Sem terra à vista ouço a chuva a cair no telhado mas porque não previ as inundações que assolam o mundo a minha solidão canta como um canário na gaiola à espera do Dilúvio by Armando TABORDA, 2014 (1st edition, 2014; 2nd edition 2018)

In the surrounding landscape there is an unusual mysticism either by nature or man as if it was the eternity embrace at the life threshold /// Na paisagem que me cerca há um inusitado misticismo da natureza e do homem como se fosse o amplexo da eternidade no limiar da vida by Armando TABORDA, 2014 (post 1st Edition, 2014; 2nd edition, 2023)

I LOOK AT ME AND SEE ME DARK BLURRED AND UNFRAMED IN THE LIFE PICTURE /// JE ME REGARDE ET JE ME VOIS SOMBRE FLOUE ET SANS CADRE DANS LA PHOTOGRAPHIE DE LA VIE /// OLHO PARA MIM E VEJO-ME OBSCURO DESFOCADO E DESENQUADRADO NA FOTOGRAFIA DA VIDA Armando TABORDA, 2014

Was macht man, wenn man den Schreibtisch voller Arbeit hat? Richtig! Was anderes. So hab ich heute mit den mir vorhandenen Mitteln eine Leuchtbox gebaut, um kleine Dinge besser ausgeleuchtet aufnehmen zukönnen. Dauer: ca. 30 Minuten Hier steht wie´s geht

I fight against the entropy of life and world but sooner or later all collapses inside and outside me - from each piece of rubble I dream and through it I continue my aimless trip into nothing /// Combato a entropia da vida e do mundo mas cedo ou tarde tudo colapsa dentro e fora de mim - faço de cada escombro um sonho e nele continuo minha viagem sem rumo pelo nada by Armando TABORDA, 2013 (post 1st edition, 2015; 2nd edition, 2017; 3rd edition, 2020)

ALL IS FORGOTTEN NOTHING NEW IS HAPPENING UNTIL THE LIGHT GOES OFF FROM MEMORY /// TUDO SE ESQUECE NADA DE NOVO ACONTECE ATÉ QUE A LUZ DA MEMÓRIA SE APAGA by Armando TABORDA, 2013 (post 1st edition, 2013; 2nd edition, 2020; 3rd edition, 2023)

The replica caravel "Notorious" at Batemans Bay, NSW , July 2013 The arrival of a replica 15th century Portuguese caravel in our little port stirred memories of earlier readings about the first Europeans to visit Australia, so I thought it worth passing a wet and windy winter's day by preparing this article. Officially, the Dutch ship Duyfken was the first arrival of Europeans, reaching the western side of Cape York in 1606. It had come from the Dutch East Indi…

Between sky and sea there is the wind I breathe the waves swing for and against the tide provides dimension strength and meaning to the surrounding view that annuls me I will navigate some day if my anchored feet turn to wing or row or sail for my body's travel. Entre céu e mar há o vento que respiro o balanço das ondas por e contra a maré dá dimensão força e significado à paisagem circunstante que me anula qualquer dia navegarei se os pés que me ancoram à terra forem asa…

They seem birds without tweet in a cage under sun they don't disturb us cause they sleep most time old men are too many now and then a death rattle shakes them a permanent dribble flows off their mouths astonished they open the eyes and say you are becoming just like us. /// Parecem pássaros sem pio na gaiola ao sol não nos incomodam porque dormem quase sempre são muitos os velhos de quando em vez um estertor sacode-os uma baba permanente escorre-lhes das bocas espantados…

I came here 6 years ago, escaping from Flickr. I was living the worst crisis of my life. Photography and ipernity gave me support for re-taking contact with myself and my emotions. Now, when I'm sad or worried, taking shots and writing are second nature. I lost a big part of the technical knowledge that I learned from my friends, here, but I'm still deeply grateful to them. Having a full time job again, from almost 5 years, trasformed me from a monolith to a nomad. Photography helps me con…

[EN] Hello all, here is some fresh morning news: - we are still working on scripts that will enable to import Flickr Albums. They will probably be available on Wednesday or Thursday. - we are working with Jeffrey Friedl , well known guru from Lightroom users to create an export plug in to ipernity:) - the ipernity application for Android should see the light of day by the end of July. We are also going to develop an application for Windows phone. - we are fixing numerous bugs every…

A-dos-Ruivos non-amazing weekend at the no feast village nor rockets excitement I rest at the porch surrounded by flowers wind golden dust heat of June cumulus clouds over the horizon useless flying insects as books from Fernando Pessoa and all his heteronymous because disquiet isn't a literary fallacy but a permanent mind state even if the circumstantial peace and the scent of fields innebriate me. A-dos-Ruivos fim de semana nada alucinante na…

Yo ya no puedo comprender más nada de ipernity... Primero, llegan de sorpresa y transforman nuestras paginas de manera impositiva. Sin decir nada a todos, fuimos nosotros mismos encontrando lo que dicen - que va a cambiar para los que no son CLUB a partir de 31 de mayo. Ahora, viene esta invasión de muñecos que migraron de Flickr porque allí también hay cambios y a estos muñecos no les gustó... Me parece que estos sitios de internet están haciendo cambios de la manera que quieren y nos les i…

Light I think of you by dawn while my skin gets thick waiting for a new day it's the right time to tell you that when you reborn my solitude will remain with me and you away from this insomnia will illuminate my life. Luz pensar-te assim de madrugada quando a minha pele se crispa à espera do dia é o exacto momento de dizer-te quando renasceres minha solidão ficará comigo e tu à distância desta insónia iluminarás a minha vida.…

Since fifty years now my night is flooded by Frédéric Chopin music I think there was little change in my condition my pores become thick of emotion this damned absolute beauty so close to be met as before I feel life is better than spilled anguish in cascade of sounds petrified but unintentionally I am tempted to forget my dream of crystal. Como há cinquenta anos atrás inundo minha noite com música de Frédéric Chopin e penso que minha condição pouco mudo…

I give shelter to my insomnia in the wing of my dream and I dream I am a passing cloud that protects me from the hot and unlikely sun that will be rising and certainly flooding me of light. Abrigo a minha insónia na asa do meu sonho e sonho que sou uma nuvem passageira que me protege do sol quente e inverosimil que vai nascer e por certo inundar-me de luz. by Armando TABORDA, 2013 (post 1st edition, 2013; 2nd edition, 2018; 3rd edition, 2022; 4…

"Depuis la retraite de Fidel Castro, la mort d’Hugo Chávez et l’interdiction faite à Mahmoud Ahmadinejad de présenter un candidat à l’élection présidentielle iranienne, le mouvement révolutionnaire n’a plus de leader mondial. Ou plutôt, n’en avait plus. Cependant, l’incroyable ténacité et sang-froid de Bachar el-Assad a fait de lui le seul chef d’Exécutif au monde qui ait survécu à une attaque concertée d’une vaste coalition coloniale conduite par Washington et qui ait été largement réélu par so…

Up above the Great Lisbon my soul travels along with the nightfall breeze a restrained fever keeps the temperature of my body writing hides from me easily on the other Tagus River bank under the same soft blow a murmur's herald turns me dreamy. Uma febre contida mantém a temperatura de meu corpo minha alma viaja com a brisa do entardecer por sobre a Grande Lisboa a escrita esconde-se de mim facilmente na outra margem do Tejo sob a mesma aragem…

Nowadays what takes us by surprise is that all happen without our choice. We live crammed with abstract entities not controlled by stockholders. It is said that capital is the supreme good and can't be exposed to bankruptcy. At the cost of social shrinking, flop and fear. Politicians laugh in our faces and say can't do better. Clergymen pacify starving faithful prayers. And people knead field's dust, eat nettles and combat forest fires. O estranho nos dias que correm é que tud…